april 28th

april 28th is a happy day.

 31 years ago today batman and i embarked on 

our favorite adventure of all time.

happy birthday to our firstborn child,

stewart.

thanks for making us parents. 

xo 

late april afternoon

chives, garlic and sage...greening up.

blueberry twigs and the shed.

matching.

dreaming of summertime pancakes.

at our bit of earth.

earth day

One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.

-Shakespeare

waiting

Waiting is so hard. 

Waiting for spring to come.

Waiting for a baby to be born.

Waiting for test results.

Waiting for a cake to bake.

Waiting up for a child to come home.

Waiting for a dream to come true.

Waiting for a package to arrive in the mail...

Waiting to hear what will happen in Boston this morning.

The city of America's birth.

The city of my youth.

The city of education, culture and history.

The city of strength and compassion and courage.

The city filled with families and friends, waiting on the edge of their breath.

The city of our dear and beloved daughter, Lindsey. 

I hold them all in the Light this morning.

The light of hope, of protection, of love.

Friday evening...thank goodness for closure. Rest well tonight, Boston. xoxoxo

how to carry on

Our Lindsey was on the marathon route, stationed with a group of her students, cheering on two of her co-workers who were "charity runners".  I got a very brief phone call from her early on, to say that she was safe, but there was no time for details and we were unable to talk with her after that. (Cell service was compromised).

Last night we finally heard from her. She helped all of her students get safely home. She is not sure what today will bring for students, co-workers or the city of Boston.

My brother Doug shared these words this morning.

"I can imagine a fully armed man to be at heart a coward. Possession of arms implies an element of fear, if not cowardice. But true nonviolence is an impossibility without the possession of unadulterated fearlessness". - Mahatma Gandhi

Today I will remember that courage, compassion and love are more ferocious than fear and cowardice and ignorance. There are stories in the news this morning that prove that this is, indeed, true.

Let us turn away from the fear and remember the transformational power of love. 

xo

4/14/2013

spheres, by Grace Knowlton

grasses, by Mother Nature

storm king wall, by Andy Goldsworthy

the wall comes down the hill, into the lake

and up the other side.

storm king lichen, by Mother Nature

 the three legged buddha, by Zhang Huan

Storm King Art Center

New Windsor, NY.

distracted by wonder

our summer companions in vermont 

come from many different families. 

spiders take up residence under the eaves,

sheltered from the summer heat.

in the evening, they belay down on their silken threads

and sway in the evening breezes.

we welcome them, as they help control bothersome bugs.

the extraordinary vimeo of a cape made of 

golden spider thread can be viewed here.

(it sounds creepy, but it is NOT!)

watch it and be amazed.

i found the vimeo via one of my faves,

mister finch, a british textile artist.

see his wonderful work here.

i am lucky to have a mr. finch moth.

 it reminds me of our meadow in vermont.

spiders and moths and mother nature...

inspiration abundant and filled with wonder.